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CGome along, myG7 dearC, the timGe is growing near.
We'll have tEmo walk down wGhere the field Ais overgroA7wn. D D7
ConsumGption's claimed hisG7 life and we dCare not miss tGhe sight
Of thEme traCin carryingD JimmiD7e Rodgers Ghome.
Well, we had soGme hard tG7imes thesCe lastG few years,
Lost thEme fGarm, almAost lost ouA7r spiritDs, too. D7
Yeah, but it's tGhe strangest G7thing; when we heardC that man Gsing,
Oh, weEm knew sComehowD we'd make iD7t through. G G7
I can hearC that whistle blow; Am7that old train'sG a-moviEmn' slow.
Sounds like it's cryin' fGor Emthat sinAging braA7keman, too. D D7
Back to the sunny sGouth heG7'll go, anCd he'llAm7 never roamG no more,
Here's thEme trGain, oh hold Dme close, D7oh, sweetheart, dGo.
Come here,G my littleG7 onCe, let Gme hold you up.
Want you to Emremember thisG day wAhen you are A7grown, D D7
How your mama andG your dad wG7ere so proud aCnd so sad G
Watching the trEmain caGrrying JimmDie RodgersD7 homeG.
There goeEms the tGrain carDrying JimD7mie RodGgers home.
GDCG
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